It’s been long

Yeah, very, very long. I missed my blog. This is just a day I randomly thought about this thing. Alot has happened. It’s been months. Can you believe it? Time is flying and you’re being left. I’ll pull you back in though.

I am know a sophomore in South Mansfield College. Yehey! New school, again. I had a haircut, a bad one. I look like Dora. Y’know, “C’mon bamonos! Everybody let’s go!” I used to watch her when I was in pre-school until 2nd Grade. I started hating her in 4th grade. Ohhh, why talk abut Dora?

I’m supposed to be reviewing for my exams now but I really don’t feel like it =P. I’m just bored and wanted to do something. I’ve been bugging my classmate on Anu bang magawa!? Ano ba?! HA?! Successfully, I randomly remembered about you.

One day you’re in

I got hooked on Project Runway. It didn’t matter what time it is or what season the show was even if I saw it 3 times already, when it’s Project Runway, there are no excuses. I just sat in front of the TV and watched it passionately. It’s a really great show. My favorite designer in Season five is Kenley Collins. She likes vintage in the 1940’s. She’s really pretty and I love her designs. Sometimes my brother with even watch with me and imitate Heidi Klum’s strut. HAHA=]

Hospital Tales

I’ve spent the last few days in a hospital. My dad was hospitalized for 3 days. The room in Alabang Medical Center was a bit small. Room capacity is probably for 2 persons only: the patient and the patient’s guardian.

My first few moments there was quite unpleasant. I almost got hit by a car and was sandwiched by the elevator doors. It was a good thing I had a lot of baggage with me to protect me from the closing of those impatient doors. I admit that I fear automatic doors in malls and that includes elevators.

When I took my first steps inside the room, there was this certain smell. It stung my nose and made me feel nauseated. My nose got used to the smell and it didn’t stung anymore. The bath room was very small… very, very small. It made it a bit impossible for me to move comfortably in it. The room made me a little impossible to be comfortable in it. It was a hospital room where sick people stay. Sick wit germs. And you’re not sure if the hospital people thoroughly cleans the place. So we started of by cleaning the room using disinfectants.

On our first day there, we dropped by ATC to buy a few things and dinner. Daddy had his check-up and stuff. He also had to fast. The room was cold and I felt uncomfortable sleeping. I slept a little late and when I woke up the next morning, I was cold and desired for more sleep. That was the day of dad’s operation. He got back to the room by noon. It was a success. Thank God for that.

I wasn’t used to doing nothing in the afternoon and sleeping early. I tried looking for something to do. I found what I loved the best: eat. I went downstairs and off to Yellow Cab. I bought pasta. It was a little spicy but it was delicious. Mother didn’t like it.

I also had my clumsy moments. I do not want to mention them anymore.

On our third day, I went to ATC again but this time on my own. I ate lunch there and brought back lunch to the hospital. I went to Power Books there, I scanned and read some portions of Bakit baliktad mag-basa ng libro ang mga Pilipino? by Bob Ong. The book made fun and mockery of Filipino sub-cultures and politics. I was laughing while reading it. I wanted to buy it. I didn’t have any money with me. Maybe next time. Then I went to McDo to buy their lunch, walked a few meters, went up the overpass, and rode a jeep back to the hospital. It was midday. That morning it was drizzling. By noon, it was hot. I felt like my hair was burning.

I will end my hospital story there. I know I complained alot. That didn’t matter much. The important thing is the operation went well. The stones retrieved were a bit over sized. What I learned from all these is that most HOSPITAL EMPLOYEES (excluding the medical personnel) DO NOT KNOW HOW TO KNOCK! They would just barge in the room… End of story=]

Insomniac

Last night was a terrible night. After talking on the phone with Jea for a few minutes, I started reading my newly-bought book, The Kite Runner. After a few chapters, I watched TV. Then read the book again and watched Tv again. I decided to go to sleep. I couldn’t get any of it. I lied in bed at 11.30 pm but fell asleep at 2 am. Why? I don’t know. My mind didn’t like the idea of sleep and decided to think of thoughts that are very disturbing, weird, irritating and misery-causing. There were a few good thoughts. I would usually catch myself staring blankly at the lights(that was one of the causes of my insomnia). It’s really bothering. I coudn’t sleep very well at my position. My back and my stomach hurt. Curse that iced tea I drank after dinner last night! It was the cause of my stomach ache. I hate insomnia and sleep. Confusing? Yes!

This morning, I woke up with still a stomach and back ache plus a very wonderful headache. I was my usual irritated self every morning including this morning. I slept for only 5 hours. Whatever… That’s the least of my worries.

A day has passed

Naging maayos naman ang takbo ng araw ko ngayon.

We went to Ortigas. Specifically in Robinson’s Galleria which is my favorite mall. We didn’t do anything much there. Then we went to The Linden Suites. My tita’s hotel room had a big window on the 21st floor. The view was wonderful. I took several pictures. There I was able to see almost all of Quezon City and some portions of Makati. The view from above was significant. You will be able to see the entire Megamall. We examined people walking along San Miguel Avenue. They were tiny from our view. Me, my brother, Ivan and ate Vanesa even played I Spy. I kinda wished I could open the window. By the time it was dark, the view became more wonderful. City lights all shined from below. A half moon and some stars are twinkling up above. For me, nothing is more beautiful than the night sky. Examining the night sky sort of became a habit to me. Like I’d sleep better if I got a glance of the night sky.

I was also able to borrow the sequel of Twilight, New Moon, from ate Vane. She was actually done reading it. She is already beginning to read Book 3 of the series. I am also happy because he texted me. Wahaha. I know, I’m crazy. Even it was only for a brief period. It doesn’t matter. Atleast we had contact at some point.

Not “Dazzled” by Sir Cullen

I got hooked in reading Twilight. Once you start reading the story, you’ll get curious to know what will happen next. I unbelievably read 8 chapters for a few hours. Now I’m half way through the book. I don’t read that much before. I’m also reading Stainless Longganisa. I’m almost done with it to when I started on Twilight.

No, I am not addicted nor a fan. I’m just curious. Curious of why there are so many Filipino teenagers are obssessed with it. Some may not even like the story, they just enjoy seeing the oh so perfect vampire, Edward Cullen. I haven’t seen the movie yet. And no I have no plans for it. I’d rather read the story. I’m not a fan of best selling books. Yes, I’m no fan of Twilight. I’m not like thoose teenage girls who are “dazzled” by Sir Cullen. They’re so obssessed they bought the whole series but didn’t even bother reading it. Those girls who recites the Edward or Bella’s line before they even say it in the movie. No, I’m not one of them. I also don’t go kilig over their love story. I only do that certainly odd and weird emotion when it comes to reality. Love stories like those aren’t unique or unusual. You may think I’m crazy or cold that I don’t like Twilight. It’s not your problem nor mine. I told you, I’m just curious.